Chapter 279 The Favor of the Lord

Interesting.

Really interesting!

In these years, everyone in front of him was timid and didn't dare to breathe.

So, he couldn't remember the last time he had a meal with someone at the same table.

Not to mention...

someone made such a request to drink his wine?

He stopped the guards behind him, looked at Yi Feng with interest, and said leisurely: "Little brother, do you know that my wine is not something that ordinary people can drink."

As he said that, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He really wanted to know how this little mortal would deal with his difficulties?

But what he didn't expect was that Yi Feng said with a relaxed expression: "Then I'm really not an ordinary person."

"Oh?"

This actually aroused some interest in the middle-aged man, and he asked leisurely: "Then tell me, why are you not an ordinary person?"

"Remember, think about the answer."

"If the answer is not good, I will punish you for being rash."

Yi Feng took a bite of food and put it in his mouth, smiling and saying: "If I were really an ordinary person, would I sit at the same table with you to eat?"

Hearing this,

the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

After reacting, he praised it greatly.

"Good, good, good, really an extraordinary person."

For a moment, the look he looked at Yi Feng became intriguing.

If he said that he thought Yi Feng was interesting before, but that was it.

This feeling is like a person who sees an interesting ant and will observe him on a whim, but after the observation, he will no longer have any interest, after all, ants are ants.

But at this moment, he really looked at Yi Feng with a new eye.

Because Yi Feng's answer was so instant.

Not only did it resolve his difficulties, but it also lifted him up, but he couldn't refute it.

Because if he really refuted it, wouldn't it be belittling himself?

"Come, I'll pour you a glass, but only this one." The middle-aged man personally lifted the jade bottle and filled Yi Feng's glass.

"Good wine."

Yi Feng took a sip and couldn't help but exclaimed: "If I could drink this kind of good wine every day, my life would be so happy."

Hearing Yi Feng's words, the guards behind the middle-aged man were full of anger.

If the middle-aged man hadn't stopped him, he would have slapped the mortal to death.

Don't you even look at who is sitting opposite you? Your attitude is so disrespectful.

And that small glass of wine is so precious. It's your blessing to be able to pour you a glass in your previous life. Do you want to drink it every day?

It's really unrealistic.

"By the way, I'm Yi Feng. I drank your wine, but I haven't asked what your name is?" Yi Feng asked while eating.

"Desolate and boundless!"

said the middle-aged man.

"It's a nice name."

Yi Feng nodded and asked, "By the way, brother, you are not a cultivator, are you?"

Huang Wujing glanced at Yi Feng, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head, saying, "No, I'm not. I'm just a... well, a businessman, yes, I'm just a businessman."

"I see." Yi Feng nodded and said with a smile, "It seems that you are like me, without any spiritual roots for cultivation."

"How dare you!"

This sentence finally made the black-clothed guard unable to bear it any longer. He

actually said that His Majesty did not have spiritual roots for cultivation. It was simply blinding your eyes. If a small mortal like you knew His Majesty's cultivation level, I'm afraid you would be scared to death.

"Shut up." x33xs.

However, Huang Wujing shouted, "How can you speak here?"

The black-clothed guard was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat and quickly shut up and retreated.

Huang Wujing smiled and said to Yi Feng, "Don't mind, little brother. It's just that the guards are not directors."

"It's okay. It's me who is rude."

Yi Feng said indifferently, but his eyes looked at Huang Wujing's wine pot intentionally or unintentionally. He

scratched his head and finally asked embarrassedly, "Brother, is there any way for you to pour me another glass?"

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, Huang Wujing laughed.

This was the first time he had seen such an interesting mortal.

I have to say.

He felt very comfortable in contact with this mortal.

At least he said what he wanted to say and did what he wanted to do. He was not like other people who were timid in front of him, not daring to stand or sit.

As the saying goes, the stronger you are, the lonelier you are.

So even someone as strong as him would come to such a remote place, sit in a small tavern, drink some wine, and see the local customs.

However, the simple interaction with Yi Feng at this moment made him feel a long-lost feeling.

"Are you a scholar, little brother?"

Huang Wujing asked after looking Yi Feng up and down again.

"Yes, and no, half." Yi Feng smiled.

"Okay, then I'll test you."

Huang Wujing's eyes flickered as he pondered the problem. He happened to see the wine bottle next to him, so he said, "Then, little brother, you have to compose a poem with wine within half a minute. If you can do it, you can drink as much wine as you want today. If you can't, I'll turn my face against you."

"Composing a poem with wine within a minute?"

Yi Feng shook his head and asked, "Anything else you want?"

"No requirements, as long as you can do it within the specified time." Huang Wujing smiled.

"Since it's so simple, then it's my turn to drink wine today."

Yi Feng raised his lips. Under Huang Wujing's dull gaze, he took the initiative to pick up the jade bottle and began to pour himself wine, saying with a smile: "I just met you, it's like an old friend returning. Let's drink and talk, raise the cup and get drunk."

As soon as the voice fell, the wine was just full, and Yi Feng raised the cup and stretched it towards Huang Wujing .

Huang Wujing stared at Yi Feng blankly.

After reacting, he laughed.

"What a good old friend, it seems that my little brother and I really get along well!" Huang Wujing quickly raised the wine glass and clinked it with Yi Feng.

After drinking a glass, he refilled Yi Feng

's glass. He was no longer stingy with the wine in the jade bottle.

For a while, the two of them got along better and better.

After three rounds of wine.

Yi Feng burped, stood up and said, "Brother, wait for me for a while, I have a dog, I'll go and give it something to eat."

As he spoke, Yi Feng picked up a packed meal and walked downstairs.

Looking at Yi Feng's back, Huang Wujing smiled with admiration.

But the black-clothed guard couldn't help it and asked hurriedly, "Your Majesty, he is just a mortal, why do you... Isn't this a waste of your time?"

"Huh, what do you know?"

Huang Wujing shouted in a deep voice, "At least I feel more comfortable looking at him than looking at you."

The black-clothed guard looked ugly.

I really don't know what kind of shit luck this mortal has to get the favor of Your Majesty.

I don't know what expression you, a small mortal, will have when you know Your Majesty's true identity.

I'm afraid you will be scared to death, right?

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000. The highest level outside is 30.